Chapter 20 [Yipin Peiyuandan]

Feeling the murderous intention emanating from Lin Feng's body, Lin Jian shrank his head in fear. He looked at Lin Feng, who was like a murderous god at this moment, and a trace of fear and irritation flashed in his heart.

"Fear?" Subconsciously repeating this word that came out of his heart, Lin Jian couldn't help but feel a little angry, and his face turned red in an instant. Once upon a time, he would be afraid of a waste who had been repeatedly defeated under him?

Lin Jian looked up angrily and glared at Lin Feng, but what he saw was the other party's sarcasm and even some sarcasm. Such a strong gap made him feel a mouthful of blood surging in his mind. With a sweet throat, he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood and fainted.

"Well...what's wrong with him?" Lin Menger stared at Lin Jian, who fell to the ground, and asked in a daze.

"Uh..." Lin Feng shrugged innocently: "I don't know, or I'm scared by my momentum."

The bright girl looked at the honest teenager speechlessly, and an inexplicable feeling flashed in her heart.

reluctantly picking up the inexplicable thing in her heart, she hesitated and pointed to Lin Jian, who was like gold paper on the ground, and said, "What should I do now?"

The teenager spread out his hands helplessly and said uncertainly, "Or is he practicing a kind of profound martial arts?" Let's go, but don't delay others from practicing peerless kung fu. That's very immoral"

Lin Menger rolled her eyes delicately, but seemed to accept Lin Feng's nonsense and stopped talking.

The summer sun quietly sprinkled on the young girls, as if they were wearing a brilliant wedding dress. The figure of the young girl gradually merged into one, forming a beautiful and warm picture.

Send Lin Menger back, and Lin Feng immediately returned to that warm and simple home.

The mother's face was obviously rosy, but the sad clouds lingering between her eyebrows still overlapped.

"Mom..." Lin Feng looked at his worried mother with some worries, and his heart was very uncomfortable, and his determination to get the five-grade [Ganlin grass] became more and more firm.

Lin's mother raised her head gently and looked at Lin Feng lovingly. A rare smile appeared on the corners of her mouth: "Send Menger back?"

Lin Feng's face swelled. When he became red and knew his mother's next words, he quickly said, "We have a way to deal with my father's illness." At present, there are five years of big things, and of course, there are some things that make my mother worried.

"Really?" Lin's mother flew over with white hair and staggered over and looked at Lin Feng with uncertain eyes.

"Really." Lin Feng's eyes were astringent, and he quickly held his staggering mother, but his eyes were full of dazzling white.

After getting her son's exact answer, Lin's mother's eyes lit up in an instant. She slowly walked back to Lin Ruhai's bedside and looked at Lin Ruhai happily and said, "Brother Hai, did you hear that? You will get well soon."

Her eyes were infatuated, and her expression was gentle and distant, but she quietly looked at Lin Ruhai, intoxicated.

Lin Feng sighed silently and stood up to leave.

"Wind." Lin's mother shouted softly and looked at Lin Feng hesitantly, and stopped talking.

"What?" Lin Feng walked over and gently supported his thin mother.

"You, you're not in any danger, are you?" Lin's mother asked hesitantly.

"Don't worry, Mom." Lin Feng showed a bright smile: "Your son is not an ordinary person! That's a genius among geniuses. Look, didn't I save my father safely from the back mountains? Trust me, no problem!"

"Oh, that's good, that's good!" Lin's mother smiled slightly, with the first comfortable smile on her face these days.

Then, her body slipped down weakly like a butterfly and lay quietly in Lin Feng's arms.

Light as thin paper.

Lin Feng gently picked up his mother's weightless body, and tears fell down.

The belt is getting wider and wider, and I won't regret it. I'm haggard for Iraq!

My mother has been tense and has not rested for the past few days. At this time, when she heard the news that her mother could be cured, the tight line finally loosened, and then she undoubtedly fell down.

Gently put his mother next to his father, and Lin Feng strode out of the room.

Sitting cross-legged in the open space in front of the door, Lin Feng's consciousness instantly entered the sea of knowledge.

"Fantasy, do you have any quick way for me to break through the realm of swordsmen quickly?" As soon as he entered the dark sea of knowledge, Lin Feng couldn't wait to shout.

"Why? Why do you shout like this without knocking on other people's territory? Do you still have any upbringing?" Fantasy said righteously with a dark rhizome in his laziness.

"..." I don't know whose territory this is?! Lin Feng thought angrily, but as soon as he saw the malicious smile, he knew this guy's intention. Didn't he want to raise the price when he asked him to get benefits?

Lin is not fooled! Lin Feng was not in a hurry. He began to sit cross-legged on the shore next to the black stream. He had already transported [forging god] and slowly repaired and tempered his consciousness.

Looking sadly at a trace of black fog rushing at Lin Feng like a moth, Huan no longer had time to blackmail someone. He said angrily, "If you want to exercise, you go out to forge!" How long did it take me to accumulate just now?"

As soon as he speaks, he can't wait to slap himself in the face. This mouth will be a bad thing. Isn't it obvious to let the cruel and dark boy kill himself?

Sure enough, Lin Feng ignored it more and more and worked harder to run [Forging God]. And he found that the black fog had an inexplicable benefit, and his consciousness became more and more sensitive.

"Stop!" He said angrily, "If you don't stop, I won't stop with you!"

It was so painful that a lot of black fog disappeared in a moment, and the pale face was as black as ink at this moment.

Lin Feng stood up with a smile and looked at the illusion, but did not say anything.

"Fifty monsters!" He roared angrily.

Lin Feng sat down again.

"Facyou!" The illusion was furious: "Thirty!"

"Ten!" Lin Feng said categorically and categorically.

"Twenty, it can't be less. It should be clear that you have absorbed so much of my black fog just now. He said with a dark face.

"Concatch!" Lin Feng smiled brightly and stood up proudly.

"..." He threw a paragraph of text to Lin Feng angrily. Without looking at Lin Feng, he turned around and left. The luxurious black door made a loud noise, indicating the owner's anger and sorrow.

Lin Feng smiled and stared at the black text. [ Blood refining] Two big letters as dark as ink exude a strong smell of blood, as if countless blood dried up.

is a different kind of alchemy. Unlike other alchemy, it requires spiritual fire, medicine stoves, and some elixirs even pay attention to the right time and place. This method of alchemy uses human heart fire to burn medicinal materials and quench impurities with divine knowledge. The refined elixir not only does not have some more or less impurities refined by other alchemy methods, but also can exercise people's consciousness.

The method is divided into steps, and what Lin Feng can now see is only the refining method of elixir.

After careful consideration in his heart for a long time, he roughly understood the skills and precautions of this alchemy method. It's just that the heat and refining methods still need to be explored in practice, which is not speculative at all.

He began to browse some of the [Elixir].

There are many prescriptions for a pin elixir. He looked through it patiently. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he found a prescription.

[Yipin Peiyuandan]! Yuancao, Guiwu and several other auxiliary medicinal herbs are needed. And there are all these things in the mountains!

It happens that both his mother, father and himself need to replenish their vitality, and what makes him more happy is that this elixir can quickly replenish Jianyuan, so that he can accumulate the number of swordsmen to the peak of swordsmen as soon as possible.

Exiting from the sea of knowledge and standing up, Lin Feng frowned and thought about it. That bitch Lin Jian probably didn't have the courage to hurt his parents unscrupulously in broad daylight, right?

He was still a little worried. He entered the sea of knowledge and begged to set up a few small prohibitions around his home.

The back mountain is like a fierce beast!

Lin Feng stood at the entrance of the back mountain, looked at the direction of his home from afar, and walked in without hesitation.

The familiar road found a series of miscellaneous things such as Yuancao and Guiwu, killed a large number of monsters that were no longer threatening him, found a cave, and imposed a powerful prohibition.

Lin Feng began to grope for alchemy, and the illusion looked at the high monster mountain and giggled like a demented child.

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The poisonous sun is like a violent man, wielding too much energy.

Lin Jian finally woke up quietly. Erasing the scarlet blood from the corners of his mouth, he looked at his collapsed chest gloomily and felt the piercing inhuman pain. He suddenly opened his mouth and smiled silently.

The laughter is getting louder and louder, like crazy. The red and swollen face that was slapped by more than a dozen couldn't help trembling with the laughter. The wound at the corner of the mouth cracked again due to the traction of the flesh of the face, and bright red blood flowed out.

Lin Jian didn't seem to feel the tingling of the corners of his mouth and the pain in his chest and abdomen. He stared at the direction of Lin Feng's home gloomyly, just laughing loudly.

Suddenly, a mouthful of blood phlegm surged up from his broken chest by laughter, interrupting his laughter.

Like a crying duck suddenly being pinched by the neck, Lin Jian drank and made a series of strange syllables.

Finally, the bloody phlegm was coughed out by him. Lin Jian looked at the stars in front of him without saying a word.

For a long time, he stood up and stroked his broken chest bone, making a sound like a dark hell, and a sound like crying and laughing floating in the air for a long time: "Lin Fenglin Menger, I want you to die!"